Mar 23 2009

Charles Baudelaire, Le Spleen de Paris

Let me breathe in for a long, long time the scent of your hair, let me plunge my entire face into it, like a thirsty man into the water of a spring, and let me wave it in my hand like a scented handkerchief, to shake memories into the air. If you could only know all [...]

Feb 4 2009

Charles Baudelaire

The darling one was naked, and knowing my wish, Had kept only the regalia of her jewelry Whose resonant charms can lure and vanquish Like a Moorish slave-girl’s in her moment of glory. A world of dazzling stones and of precious metals Flinging, in its quick rhythm, glints of mockery Ravishes me into ecstasy, I love [...]

Feb 3 2009

a little baudelaire

  My soul travels on the smell of perfume like the souls of other men on music.   Charles Baudelaire